Chapter Twenty-Eight: Auntie!

"Sister Xiaolan, you said it was an explosion from a glass near the night?" Conan asked in detail about what happened yesterday. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

"Yes, yes. I remember that the glass door wouldn't open, and then the glass on the other side of the night exploded. Xiaolan recalled the situation of the day, "Thinking about it now, the night was too dangerous, Conan, you should really thank the night." ”

In this way, Conan has been thinking about it for a long time, but there are always some things that he can't figure out, and it seems that he can only ask in person at night. "Ah, that little sister Lan, I'll go to find Ye now, and thank him well. ”

Conan ran to the door of the night room and knocked on the door, "I'm coming in." ”

"Don't let it!" came the voice of the night inside.

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚ Conan was full of black lines, and then smiled sinisterly, I can't go in if you don't let me in, right? Conan didn't know where to take out a spare key, inserted it and opened the door of the night room.

"Ah, how do you have the key to my door. Night saw Conan come in with the key, and hurriedly blocked Conan.

As soon as Conan entered the door, he asked about a strange smell, which was... Nitroglycerine?.......

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It's been the 5th day since the secret of the night was discovered.,Today he followed Xiaolan、Conan and the garden.,Attend the wedding of their middle school Matsumoto teacher.,Originally, he didn't want to go.,But I heard Xiaolan say that the teacher was a big beauty.,So I reluctantly went over to see.。

Just a fierce female teacher, Conan thought as he looked at the beautiful white church in front of him. I didn't come to her wedding, but I was curious about who would take a fancy to this kind of woman, and who the future master would be.

"By the way, what about that guy. It's the guy who often sings and goes out of tune when he arrives at the teacher's music class, which makes the teacher angry. The garden said.

"Ah, you're talking about Shinichi. Xiaolan smiled awkwardly. "He said he wouldn't come to that kind of wedding. ”

"But Shinichi didn't come, so you brought these two imps with you. The garden half-squinted at Night and Conan.

Looking at the crooked garden at night, hehe, it is worthy of the big mouth in the world of Conan, and it is really disliked. If you think about it overnight, this woman is stupid and very rich, and the classic people are stupid and have a lot of money. Well, it's not bad to think about it that way.

And Conan on the other side is full of resentment towards her, what, saying that I am a sound idiot? Which fierce teacher is simply like I am an idiot.

"Ah, it's Maori and Suzuki, you're here. Matsumoto-sensei, dressed in a white wedding dress, said to the four people who had just entered the door.

"Wow!"

It's so beautiful! I looked at the beautiful Matsumoto teacher at night, and I was amazed that this time it was not in vain. Conan on the side was also stunned, it's really beautiful.

"What's wrong, is it pretty?" Sayuri Matsumoto looked at the surprised Ran and the garden, and thought something was wrong.

"It's beautiful, teacher. Yuan Zi and Xiaolan said in unison.

Sayuri Matsumoto looked behind Ran, "Why, didn't that imp from Kudo come?" Sayuri Matsumoto snapped her fingers provocatively, "I still want that arrogant imp to see my beautiful wedding dress." ”

Conan rolled his eyes and looked at Sayuri Matsumoto, who had not changed at all, and was almost fooled by her beautiful wedding dress.

Sayuri Matsumoto also found out at this time that there were two cute little brothers, one of which was similar to Shinichi when he was a child, "Little brother, do we know each other?"

"Oh, no. When Conan nervously answered Sayuri Matsumoto's question, the night next to her was also prepared, she was Xiaolan's teacher, that is, the elder. Well, that's right, when she asks me, you have to be polite, first impressions are very important.

"Oh, no. That's not a little brother, you. Matsumoto looked at the other child, who was so cute.

"Ah, ah, Auntie is good!" said Ye nervously, and did not forget to bow after speaking. After doing it, I almost applauded myself at night, this politeness, this gentleman, this demeanor.

Sayuri's face that was still smiling instantly became gloomy, "Ahhhhh After saying that, his hand was rubbing left and right on Ye's face, and the painful night sat directly on the ground, desperately rubbing his swollen face. "Let's see if you dare to call a girl aunt casually. ”

"Well, hehe, you can't call your aunt casually at night, and if you see someone you don't know, call your sister. Xiaolan also helped Ye rub her swollen face. "A few of you look here, and then my garden will be responsible for the recording, teacher, you have to think about the posture of kissing the groom for a while." ”

"Don't worry. Sayuri Matsumoto didn't mean to be shy at all, and said directly with a generous forehead.

A woman came in the room again, bringing in two cans of lemon tea, she seemed to be Sayuri's groom's ex-girlfriend, when Sayuri expressed her concerns, she slapped Sayuri's shoulder fiercely, and then said in a joking tone: "Ah, really, I'm going to expose the groom at your wedding ceremony as my ex-boyfriend." Then he walked out of the room.

"Oh, oh, there's a bottle of lemon tea here, is there anyone to drink?" Sayuri Matsumoto looked at her departing friend and said helplessly.

"Ah, I want, I want. Night jumped up and snatched the lemon tea from Sayuri Matsumoto's hand, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a small sip, "Poof, it's so sour." ”

Everyone in the room was amused by the appearance of the night, and they all laughed.

Conan walked over and whispered, "It's really embarrassing for you to do this, are you really an undercover person to the organization?"

When his secret was discovered that night, he lied that he was on a mission and lurked in the black-clothed organization. Although Conan didn't believe it in every way, the night was like a stone in a pit, and he didn't let go, and when he asked about some other things, he pushed it over on the grounds of amnesia. Just don't say it, hit me,

Just as he was thinking about it, the garden came over and said, "If you don't drink it at night, give it to me." The garden took the lemon tea in his hand and drank it happily.

Then a tall and fierce man with a scar on his left eye came in, which frightened Xiaolan and Sonoko to protect Sayuri Matsumoto.

"Ah, who are you? Xiaolan said.

"Lan threw this gorilla out for me. The garden pointed to the man who had come in.

"Strange, isn't this Xiaolan?" came a chubby police officer from behind the tall man.

"Why are you here?" said Xiao Lan strangely.

"The boss's daughter is married, how can there be a reason not to come as a subordinate. Officer Mumu said.

It's another slap on the boss's ass, and the night is extremely evil to think. If I were to, I would never do that。。。。。。 Isn't it more convenient to marry directly.

"Boss?"

"That's right, this man is my dad. ”

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚ "It really doesn't look like anything else.

"Hey Sayuri, are you really going to marry that man? Matsumoto shook Sayuri's shoulders with excited hands.

"It's all this time, what are you still talking about, you always treat me like a child. Sayuri said angrily.

"It's stumped, isn't it?" Matsumoto picked up the lemon tea on the table, "and still drink this sweet and sour drink, it's not a child." ”

Sayuri snatched the lemon tea, "Really, I just like it." By the way, how about something else, like your daughter's dress. ”

Well, Matsumoto turned around and walked towards the door, and as he was about to leave the door, he said, "You are beautiful today, but you still lost to your dead mother." ”

I was bored in the house at night, looking at Xiaolan and the garden around the Sayuri bride, yawning~! What's going on lately, I'm feeling so sleepy.

PS: Thank you again for KudoLin's tip, and I've written it down when it's over。。。。。

Recently, I had cancer, and I didn't bother to move my fingers, so I need to adjust my state, otherwise it won't be wonderful to write.